How do I get back the words,
That recorded the patterns of my soul,
How do I tell myself how to write,
About things I see in everyday life,
My heart has taken up a vow of silence,
And never allow to be recorded on medium,
How do I get back the words of pain,
Or even the words of joy,
How can I move on if my mind won't bear all,
Where can I find the place,
Where words flow like wine,
As they once did.
We are all poets, its just some people dont know it yet.